Page 16 of Trusting The Biker


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So cherished.

Tonight has been all about me.

My needs.

My orgasms.

Four and counting.

He hitches my right knee around his hip, and I arch my back. Surging deeper and harder, he brings me to number five. I’m not sure how much more my body can take.

“Fuck,” he growls into my neck, catching a breath. “Could stay right here forever with my dick in you.”

“You think so?” I exhale, needing a second to catch my breath. I do a weekly workout. This is some heavy cardio that I was not prepared for mentally or physically.

“Let’s test the theory. Roll over.” He pulls out for barely a beat. As soon as I’m where he wants me, face down, ass up, he’s taking me from behind. Taking me slow then fast. Working me over and then some.

Snaking an arm around my belly, his fingers trail down to my pulsing clit. I choke out a cry. Panting. “Ah. Ah. Oh, fuck.”

Never thought it was possible to get off so many times in one night. This man is showing me I have a lot to learn, and the possibilities are endless.

He’s slapping my ass and yanking on my hair. Acts I never thought I’d enjoy. Being with him is like having a sexual awakening. I want to do it all with him and more.

Slicked with sweat, I grip the sheets and bite the pillow on the verge of tapping out and begging for mercy when his cock jerks inside me and his warmth coats my walls.

Then it hits me. In all my excitement and our mutual attraction, we overlooked one important detail.

No condom.

I don’t want to freak him out by bringing it up when he just came all in me and is raggedly breathing as he kisses the top of my shoulder. However, now it’s all I can think about.

“I’ve gotta pee,” I announce, practically bucking him off and darting to the bathroom.

It’s okay. No reason to freak out.

This is the lie I’m feeding myself to prevent a full-blown panic attack.

I do my best to clean up and make sure I urinate. At home I have one of those morning after type of pills that I keep for my girls in case of an emergency situation. I hope it hasn’t expired. I’m not in a place where I would consider having another baby. That ship has mostly sailed for me.

I return to the bedroom and pause at the door, having a new thing to worry about. I’m completely naked and he has the lamp on and can see all the unattractive parts of my body. I know what he said before, but I can’t help those insecurities from slipping back through the cracks.

“C’mere, beautiful.” He smiles lazily yet satisfied at me and those uncertain emotions dissipate with every step I take to return to his bed.

“Hey.” Slipping under the covers, I curl into his side, my breasts plastered to his hot, sweaty skin.

“You okay? Looked like you’d seen a ghost the way you sprinted out of here.”

“Never better.” The lie rolls off my tongue, smooth as honey.

“Don’t do that. Something’s bothering you.”

Am I that transparent?

I suck in a breath. “Okay. Don’t freak out. I’m trying not to stress it. We didn’t use protection.”

“You worried about STD’s?”

“Well, I wasn’t until now. Should I be?”

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